Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Six Feet Under, artist - Deap Vally. Album song Sistrionix, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 31.12.2012
Record label: Interscope
Song language: English
Six Feet Under |
| Six feet under the ground and I still look around |
| I thought you were my friend, but where are you now? |
| Six feet under the ground and I still look around |
| I thought you were my friend, but where are you now? |
| Where, where, where, where are you now? |
| Where, where, where, where, where are you now? |
| You came into my life like a flood |
| You moved into my veins like a drug |
| You rushed into my heart |
| I’m addicted to your love but you don’t know |
| Where, where, where, where are you now? |
| Where, where, where, where, where are you now? |
| You touch me, you please me |
| You leave me, oh, how could you now? |
| You bury me deeper than death, oh how? |
| You ask me for patience, you went down on me like you’re out of town |
| Oh, what is the reason, the season of love you’ve outgrown? |
| Where, where, where, where are you now? |
| Where, where, where, where, where are you now? |
| Where, where, where, where are you now? |
| Where, where, where, where, where are you now? |
| Where are you? |
| Where are you? |
| Where are you? |
| Where are you? |
| Where are you? |
| Where are you? |
| Where are you? |
| Where are you? |
| The old man was a young man once |
| Don’t discount the old man |
| Look in the mirror, you’ll see who he was |
| And the old girl, she tripped through the flowers once |
| Don’t discount the old girl |
| Look at your mama, you know what she’s made of |
| Love |
| It ain’t for the weak of heart |
| It ain’t for the fearful |
| It ain’t for the creeper in the dark |
| Love |
| Somebody to grow old beside |
| It ain’t for the fairweather ones |
| Who only cheat themselves when they lie |
| The old man was a young man once |
| Don’t discount the old man |
| Look in the mirror, you’ll see who he was |
| And the old girl, she tripped through the flowers once |
| Don’t discount the old girl |
| Look at your mama, you know what she’s made of |
| Love |
| It ain’t for the weak of heart |
| It ain’t for the fearful |
| It ain’t for the creeper in the dark |
| Love |
| Somebody to grow old beside |
| It ain’t for the fairweather ones |
| Who only cheat themselves when they lie |
| The old man was a young man once |
| Don’t discount the old man |
| Look in the mirror, you’ll see who he was |
| And the old girl, she tripped through the flowers once |
| Don’t discount the old girl |
| Look at your mama, you know what she’s made of |